| (no subject) |
[Jan. 30th, 2005|11:21 pm] |
I have met great deal of people in my life that have the ability to appear as if they have all their cards on the table, yet still have almost all of them desperately clasped to their chest. The desperate need for security that is undeniably apparent in these people, at least to the trained eye. There are countless decisions that one can make in life, yet there seems to only two paths that diverge from our childhood. There are those who live within walls, and those who live outside of them. The choice between Ignorance and Knowledge. Safety on one side, unimaginable pain and bliss on the other. Life and death. God and Godlessness. No path is right, they are just different. Every person has an affinity to one side. Fear is contagious. Bliss is addicting. It is possible that a balance exists, maybe a harmony lives somewhere in this world. I am yet to find it
"Kellen, It hurts my head that you question everything."
"It hurts mine that you don't."
"Let's just leave it at that, shall we?" |
|
|
| What up bitches!? |
[Sep. 28th, 2004|05:11 pm] |
We got one year left bitches. One year left and then all of this is done. High school is over. Everyone spreads out and goes to different schools, the youngens are left behind, and life is as we know it will never be the same.
Ive been out of the loop lately for many reasons, a few more obvious than others. But I do know a few things. I know just through this damn livejournal that everyone is bitching about drama, and it has been said before by a few that this bitching causes more drama. I couldnt agree more; people are getting dramatic over the fact that there is drama, thus creating more drama. See where this is going?
Stop caring. Simple as that. People are gonna have their fights, relationships are gonna be complicated, hearts will be broken, and people will be sad. Period. Its gonna happen. Stop talking about it. If a friend asks you for advice you give them advice. If you do not agree with a decision made by a friend, say your peace and be done with it or just shut up. For example...
So I like to smoke a cigar once and awhile. Its suprisingly good on the nerves, and I like doing it socially. I understand that pretty much everyone got upset about it, but you want to know who told me they were upset? Jess did, and I think Natalie said something about it. That was about it. Now when she told me everyone was upset I wasn't really suprised. You guys are my friends and I think you have my best interests in mind. It would be justified if I was smoking a pack a day and you guys felt I was in trouble and you talked to me about it. But getting upset and talking amongst yourselves, gossip I think its called, is nothing productive. What does it do... it perpetuates...shit... whats the word... drama? Boys and girls I think we are on to something.
I have my problems with how some people handle things. And yes, I may complain about it at times. But I almost always confront these people about it, and if there is still a problem then I dont fake like its okay. Yes, I have been trying to shut Arden out of my life, again. That is a situation that I am trying to deal with the best I can. I dont know if what im doing is right, and if you dissagree with what im doing, by all means talk to me about it. But I bring this up because I have tried hard to keep this between her and I and not have other people involved. I do talk about it with other people but I try not to make it a big deal. Its better that way I believe.
Look, like I said, we got one year of this shit left. Lets try to make it as enjoyable as possible. |
|
|
| And it begins...Again... |
[Apr. 15th, 2004|01:09 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | hopeful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | St. James Infirmary Blues | ] | So I was ranting to my good friend Hansi the other day, and I told him that the single most encouraging thought that has crossed my mind is that everything in life is based on perspective. The reason this seems so is because I believe that absolute truth is something that cannot be obtained. It doesn't really seem possible to see life as it really is, so we are forced to look at it from a perspective. It is possible that everything viewed from this perspective is true, but it cannot be the whole truth. When you stand and look at a tree, you can't see the whole tree. You have to see it from all different angles to really see ALL of it. It is when we take a certain perspective as absolute truth that we run in trouble.
You may be wondering where the hell I am going with this, so I will just cut straight to the point. A lot of times when we get depressed we look at life and see everything negatively. We all have faults, and when we are down we tend to dwell on them. The only thing you have to do to bring yourself back up is to focus on the positives, because no one ever got anywhere worth being by crying.
This whole entry was a long, complicated way of saying "Look on the bright side"
"For myself I am an optimist - it does not seem to be much use being anything else."--Sir Winston Churchill
"I'm still here. You're still here. There's still hope."--Jessie Gillis |
|
|
| wiggity what up? |
[Apr. 7th, 2004|11:08 pm] |
I would just like to say that jennifer if the coolest. because she made my new icon for me.
and i owe her so much.
she rocks!
(damn right i do) |
|
|
| Wiggity What Up Nogga? |
[Mar. 24th, 2004|10:09 pm] |
Im biggity back yo. Its been about a month since I have updated, partially because I have been busy, partially because I don't know what to write. I dunno, things are wierd. Stuff is changing, and I think I am changing with it. I am not really sure if I want things to be different, but they are turning out that way. Im thinking I need a change of pace, live life a little bit more. It seems like every day, every week, every month is the the same old shit.
I want to go to college. I have a long time till then....
I guess I should just be happy with what I have here. I have a good life, its just I feel like I need to get out. I want to just drive away and not come back for a long time.
Yo. Lauren, you are my number one g-funk.
peace |
|
|
| And it continues |
[Feb. 29th, 2004|07:15 pm] |
Andallthatjazz67: its cause we are super cool Justgumpit: well, i am Justgumpit: i know that Justgumpit: you are... getting there Andallthatjazz67: haha. im a work in progress. Andallthatjazz67: good to know im so high on your scale of coolnes, kellen Justgumpit: your a 2, possibly a 2.25 but thats streching it Andallthatjazz67: wait a two out of what??? Justgumpit: .... Justgumpit: 100 Andallthatjazz67: does that mean im really really uncool? a two out of 100?!?!?!?!? Justgumpit: 2.25, dont short chain yourself Andallthatjazz67: omg im going to go cry now lol Justgumpit: a month ago you were in the negatives Justgumpit: you should be happy Andallthatjazz67: okay, ill cry harder now Andallthatjazz67: thats not fair. what makes you able to judge my cool-osity Justgumpit: my ultimate coolness, combined with a hefty dose of awesome Andallthatjazz67: lol. Andallthatjazz67: oh i feel so bad now. im not even sure why you talk to such an un-cool person like myself. Justgumpit: your a prospect Andallthatjazz67: oh, i see. that makes me feel a whole lot better. Justgumpit: it should Justgumpit: i think, if you really started trying, you could get up to 20 in a week Justgumpit: and thats progress Justgumpit: thats a 1000% increase Andallthatjazz67: well how do i gain these cool points? Justgumpit: well, you have to figure that out Andallthatjazz67: but being so uncool means that i dont know how to be cool. Justgumpit: if i told you how to be cool you wouldnt be cool Justgumpit: thats a totally uncool way of thinking Andallthatjazz67: but apparently its true! Andallthatjazz67: oh geez, im gonna lose cool points now, arent i? dammit! Justgumpit: you cant freak out! Justgumpit: thats not cool! Andallthatjazz67: its all good. Andallthatjazz67: there is no freaking out here. Andallthatjazz67: in herrrrrre lol. Justgumpit: your what? Justgumpit: in where? Andallthatjazz67: in herrrrrrrrrre. Justgumpit: ... Justgumpit: your back in the negatives Andallthatjazz67: :'( Andallthatjazz67: you're Justgumpit: you just keep getting lower Andallthatjazz67: im proud to be uncool! i don't have to live by your standards. Justgumpit: and it continues |
|
|
| gah |
[Feb. 26th, 2004|09:19 pm] |
|
I just dont know what to do with myself |
|
|
| All too true |
[Feb. 17th, 2004|11:47 pm] |
"Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come."
Matt Groening (1954 - ), "Life in Hell"
Damn straight |
|
|
| And the grave digger puts on the forceps... |
[Feb. 16th, 2004|11:57 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Smells Like Teen Spirit (Nirvana) | ] | Boys and girls, I have come to a realization. I live a pretty damn comfortable life. I have a lot of friends that I hang out with quite often. I have a great family and a decent job, and things generally go smoothly for me. The big problem that I deal with is boredom. I have no direction, and I don't know what I want. I have nothing to inspire or propel me to do anything. So, to fill that gap of inspiration, I put in it's place mind numbing teenage drama. Girls take up a hugely important role (which should never be) and things that don't matter suddenly feel like they do.
Another problem this presents is that there is no focus in my life. This enormous gap is filled with all these little things, and all of them are pulling my focus in different directions. Simply put, I really don't have a PURPOSE per se, I just have a lot of little purposes... if that makes any sense.
I know that even when I find a purpose I will have problems, but at least will know what the hell is going on. |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Feb. 15th, 2004|11:40 pm] |
|
Just because you can't be proven wrong certainly doesn't make you right. |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Feb. 12th, 2004|05:06 pm] |
"I am waining like a single bloom
lost forever in the storm of life.
My intentions, like a sweeter room
only bring to me impeding light."
--Offspring |
|
|
| Thats hurts to think about... |
[Feb. 12th, 2004|05:00 pm] |
|
Most people get married in their lifetime. Most likely, you havent met that person yet. So try and think what that person you will get married to is doing right now. |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Feb. 10th, 2004|04:31 pm] |
ME: How'd your meeting go dad?
DAD: It is a crazy world out there man....
ME: Bunch of loons?
DAD: Yep.
ME: Ive met a few of those in my day.
If you knew my dad, this would be funny. |
|
|
| Looking for love for all the wrong reasons |
[Feb. 10th, 2004|03:30 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | contemplative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Highway to Hell (AC (lightning bolt) DC) | ] | It's time for a little bit o' Kellen philosophy boys and girls. I know, I know, your excited. It is understandable, it is pretty exciting stuff.
So, the topic of the day is love. We've all felt like we have experienced it one time or another. Theres always a certain someone who gives you the flutterbutties... Personally I don't fall "in love" per se very easily, but when I do, I fall hard. The reality of it though is that no teenager has ever REALLY been in love, at least the way I look at it. I have had relationships with girls that become the center of my life; my everything. I realize now, though, that this isnt love but an infatuation based on an escape from loneliness. It's almost euphoric at times. We all spend a lot of time feeling alone and seperated from everyone else, and when we find someone that we can relate to its like a drug. It really is an escape from reality. Don't get me wrong, its one HELL of a feeling, but its gone so quickly... Some of the best times of my life were spent with these "infatuations", but they are so depressing to think about because of the naivety and ignorance of it. I almost lost my best friend because a girl thought I had pretty eyes. As great as these infatuations are, they suck in the long run. Trust me.
What is love then? Pfhh, if you are reading a livejournal to figure that out, your looking in the wrong place. All I know about it is that its much more than people think. It isnt instant, it isnt easy. Love on first sight does not exist. The irony of it is that people often get into a relationship because they are uncomfortable with themselves, but in reality the only way to truly be in love is to be comfortable and confident in ones self. Teenagers obviously can be completely convinced that they are in love, but then again, we also think we know everything. If you look at my first entry, you will realize what I think about that.
This means before I figure out love, I have to figure out myself. Im gonna be here awhile boys and girls... |
|
|
| Can you smell what the rock is cookin? |
[Feb. 2nd, 2004|04:24 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | amused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Sheep go to Heaven (Cake) | ] | My dad once came up with a way to tell people what his children were like. He told them if "If I told each one of my kids to jump, this is what they would do." Carter would ask why. Ray would do it, but would say that its stupid. Tony would do it later. I would laugh. Jessie would just do it, and John Paul would start crying. So, inspired by this, I made up a little scenario to describe my friends.
If you came across a rock for the first time in your life, and had no idea what it was, what would you do?
Personally, I would break out the philosophy, asking "What is the true purpose of this?" and then as soon as I decide, I would change my mind about it.
Keaton would make fun of it
Matt would start curling it
David would make up a game and start playing with it
Steve (my cousin) would smash it against his head as hard as he could until he passed out
Sam would giggle, and then probably have a crush on it, and then eat it
Joe would break it open to see whats inside
Lauren would just talk about how hot the rock is
Zach would throw it
Sarmed would throw it... at a person...
Dave would just make fun of the guy that got hit by the rock
Jennifer would start crying (im just joking jenny!)
Arden would talk to the rock, trying to analyze its personality and find who the true rock is, and then fall in love with it... for a month....
Eric would try to make it laugh
Whit would try and smoke it
Natalie would pout
I was trying to figure out what Hans would do, but I concluded that Hans is so random and impulsive that no one could accurately predict what he would do. Thats why we love you Hansi
Josh would be so inspired by the rock that he would direct a film about it, with Jack Nicholson as the rock
I cant think of any more, but if you have any ideas, post them |
|
|
| My love for you is like a truck....BERSERKER....... |
[Jan. 26th, 2004|04:49 pm] |
If you have never heard of Berserk, ask me about it.
If you have heard of Berserk and you still have not seen it, I disown you.
I spent my saturday night hanging out with the fellas, watching the greatest anime series of all time. Its funny how you can be with ten people and be bored out of you mind, yet if you sit around and do nothing with the right people, you can have a blast. We didnt do anything special, yet it was a lot cooler than many things ive been doing as of late.
Ive been worried about a few of my friends as of late. Seems like lots of people have some wacked out priorities. I guess I can't point the finger, Ive done some really dumb things because of girls, but this is getting ridiculous. Almost all of them are nothing but trouble. Oh well, we all learn these lessons somehow.
OPERATION!? THE WACKY DOCTORS GAME!? |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Jan. 19th, 2004|12:17 pm] |
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing. Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down No fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over. To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between, And the circling is worth it. Finding beauty in the dissonance.
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away. Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication.
Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any Sense of compassion Between supposed lovers
Schism (Tool) |
|
|
| Kellen's Quote of the Day |
[Jan. 17th, 2004|04:22 pm] |
|
"I used to rely entirely on logic to deal with life. After awhile I realized how entirely illogical that was." |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Jan. 15th, 2004|10:12 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | nostalgic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Million Miles Away (Offspring) | ] |
I must have a screw loose or something. For some reason when I look at some of the worst, most depressing things that have happened in my life, I laugh. And sometimes I look back at the best of days and feel depressed. I guess it kinda makes sense, but it feels odd. It is really interesting to look back and see what was important to me in the past. Some of them are just ridiculous. I remember when I tackled and punched Keaton, my best friend (of four years at the time) in fifth grade over a four-square game. It was important... I guess. I've done some wierd things, like when I cried the first time I got a detention in sixth grade (yeah, sixth grade) in Mrs. Tomle's class. Fucking bitch, I hope she is dead and buried, the old hack. She couldnt even get my godamn name right the entire year. She called me Cory or Colin, depending on how many brain cells were working that day. Anyways, I have had wierd stages. I remember there was a time when I would only wear And 1 brand clothes. That is not a joke. It was a sad, sad time.
My point for bringing this up? Look at what is important in your life right now. Most people have some central issue they are dealing with. Is that gonna be important months or years from now? I spent my freshman year mourning over a girl whom I don't even talk to now, or even care about.
Be objective, and dont get caught up in the drama of it all.
I personally need to learn to take my own advice |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Jan. 7th, 2004|03:34 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | meh | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The man who sold the world (Nirvana) | ] | I used to know everything Nothing was beyond my grasp Sheathed in mystery, I was the ocean Dark and cold, yet seemingly invincible I was a stranger, looking in from an outside world. I did not live, but I felt no pain
Now I lay helpless on the ground My mind trails of into visions of the past I ask myself how it came to this How did something so innocent, so honest, become so pitiful...?
I let down my guard I opened up I took myself and poured it into a paper cup and let myself spill over the sides
I thought she was something she wasn't I expected a basin and found it never existed I was misled. My faith has broken
I see no remorse in her eyes. I am beyond love, beyond hate
My dripping corpse grows stale |
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
| [ |
go |
| |
earlier |
] |
| |
|
|